Chapter 1699

Zhao Wanxi thought that lin'er was at the age of growing up. She was too early to bear the heavy pressure.

Because of worry about themselves and sleep.

But Leng Yulin's small face can't see anything. At a young age, his face is not consistent with it.

This child, in fact, is not only his appearance, but also his temperament. To a large extent, he looks like Leng junao. He is the kind of person who has any grievances and pains hidden in his stomach, with light wind and light clouds on his face.

Just compared with his father, Leng Yulin is more lively in front of Zhao Wanxi, and finally has some real vitality.

Such a child, let which for mother's not distressed?

But what can I do? Being in the royal family, and being a child is the respect of the prince. In terms of character, forbearance is the most basic necessary cultivation. Many roads are the courses he must take in his life. Even as a mother, she may not be able to intervene, and she can't replace him with her body.

The only way to express his heartache and maternal love is to care about his health as much as possible.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wanxi sighed silently, turned around and handed over the soup bowl which was just hot from the tray.

"Here you are. Joan made it herself."

In other words, what makes him pay attention to his body, don't miss sleep and affect his growth, which is similar to that every mother likes to nag her children without saying much.

Leng Yulin was precocious, mentally and mentally, which is not generally good. Looking at his mother after that pair of distressed appearance, words need not say more also understand.

I can't help but feel happy, and I can't bear to pretend to be deep. After all, I feel more comfortable in front of my mother. Now I take the soup bowl and smile.

Even a very exaggerated exclamation, staring at the soup bowl to see the eyes, are flashing small stars.

"Well, Aunt Joan made it herself? She has always been the best craftsman. My son has a good mouth. "

Zhao Wanxi Stinky boy, don't play on purpose. Drink it. "

Between the words, I raised my hand and slapped it in the past, looking at the ferocious, but actually I lifted it up and fell down. When the lesson was over and she took back her hand, Zhao Wanxi's picture flashed and suddenly slipped past Leng junao's beautiful face without warning.

The sadness in the expression is fleeting.

Seeing a bowl of soup in her son's hand, she began to talk again and get to the point.

"Lin'er is waiting for her mother to wake up, but what's the matter?"

If she just wanted to confirm her safety, she carefully confirmed it when she just came back. Moreover, at this time, Zhao Wanxi doesn't think her son can be so leisurely that he really has time to turn around and wait for her to wake up.

Obviously, Leng Yulin's excuse at the beginning was obviously this. Almost seeing that his mother wanted to open her mouth, she confidently prepared the answer.

Where to know, after completely listening to her words, it is small mouth slightly open, Leng for a while, no afterwords.

The movement of the head in the hand also stopped.

In the end, his age is still young, and his ability of on-the-spot response is not as good as his father's. Seeing this, Zhao Wanxi didn't blame her, but she still laughed softly.

"You don't have to make any detours. You don't have to be restrained in front of your mother. You can say whatever you want."

Obviously, it's the tone of coaxing children. When Leng Zitong was there before, Leng Yulin didn't hear such an analogy. Now it's on him Well, it feels weird.

Xiaolian obviously took a puff. Fortunately, it wasn't something important. He soon ignored it. Instead, he gradually took on a look of strange hope and his eyes were burning.

"The real whereabouts of the empress is to go to waigongjia this time? Who did you see at his house? "

Zhao Wanxi

Whose bear child is this? Somebody, take it!

Fortunately, she thought that what Leng Yulin was thinking about was the details of her being arrested and trapped. At least it was this that she asked at the beginning.

Who knows?

But what can we do? No matter how angry you are, you still have to bear it.

After reciting her own blood several times, Zhao Wanxi was able to bear the old blood that almost reached her throat. She managed to adjust her soaring blood pressure back to normal. Suddenly she realized that something was wrong?

Suspicious eyes, immediately cast in the past.

"That's good. What do you want to do with it?"

Between the words, the eyes of the same package are burning, but compared with her son, her eyes are mixed with a bit of sharp examination, and she stares at her son for a moment.

Pity Leng Yulin. She stares at Leng Yulin with empty hair in her heart. Her little eyes are floating around. As soon as she changes the deep atmosphere in front of outsiders, Shengsheng is beaten back to the original shape. She is an ordinary child who has made a mistake.About Leng junao's plan of making mistakes, as a participant, he had been hiding from his mother before, and he knew he was wrong. At this time, under Zhao Wanxi's gaze, he could only smile with him, not daring to be presumptuous.

The corners of his mouth grinned and tried for several times before he finally found a suitable angle and began to smile.

"Of course, it's because you care about your mother. You want to go out of the palace to your grandfather's house. You must have something important to do. As a son, how can you..."

"Talk to people."

"Well In fact, my son "Son Chen..."

Obviously this lie is not very good circle, Leng Yulin "son minister" half ring, also Leng is did not find a suitable reason, can only blink at Zhao Wanxi's face, trying to see something above.

Unfortunately, it was futile. Instead, Zhao Wanxi looked at him with a smile and said slowly, "in fact, you just want to know if your uncle Hua and the man around him have been well?"

Uncle Hua? Flowers and shadows?

Zhao Wanxi's reminder is like a ray of light, instantly illuminating her son's dilemma.

Smell speech, Leng Yulin eyes a bright, don't want to busy repeatedly nod.

"Yes, yes, I just want to ask about him, and..."

"Don't worry, he's all right, except that he can't go back to the palace to see your Aunt Huang and yue'er for the time being, and he's complacent."

"Then..."

"The man beside him is all right."

In fact, it's not all right. The words all came out. Zhao Wanxi suddenly remembered that the man had been injured in order to save her. However, there were too many things last night. I didn't take care of this. I'd like to ask more.

Thinking of this, she couldn't hide her regret, and then added: "that person's name is Zhao Ao."

"That's good."

Leng Yulin seems to be peeping at her face from time to time, but actually he doesn't stare at her openly, so he has missed the strange thing.

At this time, I heard that the man named Zhao Ao was well, but I was relieved for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhao Wanxi's heart tightened, and all kinds of complicated tastes rose up in the dark.

This smelly boy said that he wanted to ask Hua Shuying, but no matter in expression or performance, the key point was clear and not quite like that. Otherwise, she would not talk when she mentioned Hua Nong Ying, but her eyes were always floating, and her face was uncertain.

When Zhideng mentioned Zhao Ao, he was relieved. He was indignant again and muttered in a low voice: "hum, he really kept it from me..."

Zhao Wanxi didn't know and didn't want to guess who this "he" refers to. She only looked at her son's continuous performance. Her gloomy face was soon replaced by unfathomability.

At this point, Leng Yulin finally reacted. It seemed that something was wrong. When he looked at it, his pupils immediately shrank unnaturally.

"Mother, you Guess? "

The last three words, with obvious care.

With an inexplicable smile in her mouth, she looks at him. Zhao Wanxi's eyes are so deep that it's hard to see through. His mouth didn't hesitate any more, and he directly pierced that layer of window paper.

"Of course I know it's him!"

It doesn't make sense. After so many years of love, she has three children, and she still can't recognize her pillow.

"I'm just not sure why he won't see me and recognize me?"

This topic can stimulate, not only stimulate, but also far beyond Leng Yulin's expected range. Obviously, he didn't guess that his mother could only speak so directly. His expression was called a fantasy.

But the bottom of my heart is how shocking, the fact is the fact, since it has been said, it seems Very good, too.

All of a sudden, I felt a lot more relaxed, like an indescribable crisis, which passed quietly.

It's a very slow process from shock to peace, and then to peace of mind. Fortunately, Leng Yulin is young and mature, so he can accept it quickly.

After that, I noticed my mother's unfairness. Her eyes flashed, her mouth opened, and she was about to explain.

"In fact, mother, about this problem..."

But before the words were finished, Zhao Wanxi raised her hand and stopped her. She simply didn't let him go on.

"You don't have to explain. It's between me and your father."

"Good All right

It's a good thing that my mother didn't get angry with him. It's just that face Hiss Suddenly feel what, cold Yulin did not compete to shrink neck, a pair of very scared appearance.

It's just that the flickering light at the fundus of the eye is magically similar to the Flower Shadow last night, that is

Why? Now that all these bad things have been solved, there seems to be a good play to see?

Naturally, Leng Yulin doesn't know at all at this moment. This good play in the future has a great relationship with him. It was the beginning of his miserable life.This will not be mentioned later.

The mother and son were talking, but the door of the study was knocked two or three times. Then Joan's voice began to ring outside.

"Niang Niang, Zheng Taiyi of Tai hospital has been ordered to come and ask for pulse. She has been waiting in the front hall for a long time. Do you want him to go back or..."

"Taiyi? Under orders? By whose order? "

At present, the distribution of power in this palace is too subtle. For the enigmatic empress dowager, if you add Ouyang shengqian month by month, that's a bright time bomb.

At this moment, hearing these sensitive words, Zhao Wanxi subconsciously frowned and was waiting to ask. Her son rushed to explain.

"Mother, it's my son's son who sent me here. You've been out all day and all night, and you've been poisoned. I don't feel at ease. Although you are also a doctor, but the doctor doesn't treat himself. You should treat yourself as an ordinary doctor. Please have a safe pulse and let him have a look? "

“……”

It seems that it's not good to refuse my son's kindness. Besides, there are other patients in the palace. You can hear something about them from the Tai Hospital

When Zhao Wanyan turned to refuse, his mind soon disappeared.

See her promise, Leng Yulin here just a pair of reassured appearance, blinked a pair of innocent eyes, expression looking at simple and naive.

"Mother, my son thought it over carefully, and realized that your proposal just now was very reasonable. It really can't be delayed any longer, and it's not good for Aunt Lanxi. I'll go to the hall of joy and tell her about Uncle Hua's whereabouts, so that she can feel at ease. "

Because of the distraction and considering the situation of Ouyang Huajing in Changjing palace, Zhao Wanxi didn't find Leng Yulin's little calculation in time. Listening to him, she nodded and agreed with his suggestion.

"Well, in that case, you can go and remember what your mother said. When you tell her about Uncle Hua's whereabouts, you must be slow. There are some situations outside, so don't say what you don't need to say. It will scare her."

"Don't worry, mother. I know that."

And his aunt Lanxi is not necessarily a person who can be easily frightened.

In line with the principle of filial piety first, Leng Yulin naturally just muttered at the bottom of his heart, but he didn't say it directly.

The door of the study opened. As Leng Yulin walked out, qiong'er came in. Before she spoke, Zhao Wanxi said with a solemn face: "let the imperial doctor go to the main hall and wait."

While talking, he went to the back of the desk.

He raised his hand and looked at the book that Leng Yulin had been sleeping on. There was nothing special in it. Everything was normal. I turned over the paper on one side and found that there was a faint ink mark on the top one.

It should be printed from the last one. It's a simple and clear trace, with the handwriting of my son.

Did not go to explore what is the content of the top, Zhao Wanxi conveniently pulled down, took it in her hand and kneaded it into a ball.

Seeing this, I followed Joan in. After seeing that she was ordered to set up the imperial doctor, the maid in waiting, hibiscus, moved quickly. I don't know where the girl moved a brazier, and then she stood with her head down.